On the other side, Yan Bangqiu inspected the two corpses and carefully observed the room layout, the dragon and phoenix candles on the candlestick were only half burned, the ground and the screen were clean and there was not a drop of blood, the red tent was scattered casually, not completely covering the wedding bed, the windows were ajar, and the house was burning with agarwood, covering the smell of blood. Yan Bangqiu approached the window and stayed away from the thick agarwood in the house, Yan Bangqiu finally smelled the discordant smell, and there was a trace of incense.

Jun Mo returned to his senses and secretly vowed to find out the murderer and avenge Hongqing.

What kind of deep hatred and hatred do you want to kill each other on the wedding night? Hongqing is weak and has never practiced martial arts, so she has never been in and out of the rivers and lakes, how can she make enemies with others? That should be the grievance of the previous generation, as the owner of Mujiazhuang, walking in the rivers and lakes will always make some enemies, and it is not a deep hatred, unless someone is killed, and the other party is strong in martial arts, but there is no force that can fight with Mujiazhuang.

But why kill from the collarbone? Both the chest and neck can be fatal, and it is relatively easy to injure, and if you want to torture the deceased, then it would be too merciful to cut there!

Jun Moliu also entered the room and took a closer look. Put aside the sadness for the time being, and wait until everything comes out.

Jun Moliu saw Mu Hongqing clenching his left hand, revealing a little blue between his fingers, he reached out and broke the corpse's somewhat stiff hand, it was a blue bottom, embroidered with green bamboo, and a small "Jun" word embroidered in the lower right corner, exactly the same as the purse he usually carried, but the stitches were rougher, and at a glance, he knew that it was embroidered by people who did not know how to use needlework.

What a person catches before dying is either an obsession when he is alive, or it is related to the murderer, and if he is killed, it may be a false accusation!

The murderer wants to frame himself? Impossible! Jun Moliu put away his purse, glanced at Mu Hongqing again, and then turned around to see if Yan Wanqiu had found anything.

Jun Moliu returned to the lobby, and the Jun family also said goodbye to the Mu family and went back.

Du Lanshu looked at her son worriedly, Mo Liu likes Hongqing, she also knows, she didn't see Mo Liu when Hongqing got married yesterday, she was worried that he couldn't think about it, who knew that Hongqing died today, "Jun Moliu, go home this time and stay for a few more days! If you dare to run today, don't come back in the future!"

"The benevolence of a woman! a man is determined in all directions, how can he be trapped in a square inch?" Jun Zhai Ting frowned, shook off his indigo long sleeves, and walked in front with his hands behind his back.

"Dad, my mother also cares about my little brother. Jun Mogui smiled soothingly, picked up the Qinghong sword with his hand, and knocked the scabbard on the top of Jun Moliu's head, "Go home and stay for a few more days this time, let Brother Wei check how well you practice your swordsmanship." ”

“...... Good. ”

Jun Moliu held the sword in his right hand, and Jun Mogui on the opposite side held the Qinghong sword in his left hand, and the two moved at the same time.

The main attack of the Jun family's swordsmanship, with offense as defense, when the skill is about the same, the injury is exchanged for injury, if the difference is too much, try to kill it with one move. Jun Mogui himself practiced martial arts three years earlier than Jun Moliu, and devoted himself to practicing swordsmanship, although Jun Moliu has more experience, but swordsmanship is not as good as Jun Mogui.

Jun Moliu's light skills are excellent, every time he dodges Jun Mogui's sword, Jun Mogui takes offense as defense, does not leak, still has spare strength, and has an immediate opinion.

For half an hour, Jun Moliu dodged another sword and said, "Don't fight!" As he spoke, he abandoned the sword with his right hand, and the sword fell to the ground, and he lay on the ground exhausted. After venting, the pain in my heart has been reduced a lot, and the eldest brother's swordsmanship has improved a lot.

"Let Dad know that you abandoned the sword again, and I have to lock you up in the back mountain to think about it. Jun Mogui put the Qinghong sword back into its sheath, evoked a smile, and said jokingly. The Jun family's swordsmanship is worn down by the ancestors, almost everyone in the Jun family is a swordsman, the sword is life, the sword is faith! If the children of the Jun family want to practice the sword, they must first learn to hold the sword, and within a year, no matter what they do, they must not put down the sword in their hands, otherwise there will be no opportunity to practice the Jun family's swordsmanship. Therefore, the Jun family loves the sword as much as their life, and Jun Moliu's behavior of abandoning the sword is definitely a public anger.

"Anyway, my eldest brother will bring me food when the time comes, I'm not afraid. Jun Moliu raised his eyebrows, and thought of what happened when he was a child, he was stubborn since he was a child, and he was often imprisoned in the back mountain by the old man to think, every time he was hungry to death, the eldest brother would magically suddenly appear, and then give him a lot of food. (Jun Mogui: Brother I won't tell you, deliberately every time you wait for a long time to be hungry before you appear, who makes you always abandon the sword.) Jun Moliu: t_t)

"I'm going to go out in a few days, can you come out before I go out?" I haven't seen you for a long time, my eldest brother is not only more powerful in martial arts, but also has a more than one grade in his mouth.

Jun Mo ran away in tears, of course it couldn't be. The truth is that Jun Moliu rolled his eyes, got up half-dead, picked up his sword, and turned to leave.

The corners of Jun Mogui's mouth curled, indicating that he had teased his younger brother and was in a good mood. As for Mu Hongqing's death, he and Mu Hongqing are not very familiar with each other, if it weren't for his father's friendship with Mu Jiazhuang, he wouldn't have joined in the excitement at all. Leave the matter of investigating the truth to his stupid brother, lest he not think about it.

"The smell of incense?" Jun Moliu took Yan Wanqiu back to the room, Jun Moliu sat on the chair, quickly poured a cup of tea, drank it, felt better, poured another cup, and took a sip.

"Well, it should have been accumulated by burning incense for many years. Yan Bangqiu stretched his waist, ran out early this morning, he didn't sleep well to take care of the drunk last night, and he didn't eat breakfast today, although he didn't feel tired as a person who practiced martial arts, but his heart was so tired.

When it comes to burning incense, either the people of the temple have been burning incense and worshiping the Buddha for many years, and they are dyed with incense, or they are people who have asked for something but have never been able to get it. can kill people, it shouldn't be someone from the outside.